meme } { random rp shenanigans

[iluvroadrunner6]

OKAY. My tags are low which naturally means I should be doing open RP things for all the world. Therefore! TAG IN. You can either request a character and/or a type of scene, or tell me to surprise you (surprises will most likely end in crack), and I will lob people in your direction. If you want a specific verse to go with that person, specify.

I'm easy. Just tell me what you want to play and we will play it.

TYPE OF SCENE.
① Action → Gun fights, bar brawls, fights to the death are all possible scenarios.
② Angst → Characters suffer emotionally or physically from relationships breaking up, death, injury, etc. Hurt and comfort themes are included.
③ Crack → Genderswaps, super powers, sudden compulsions are all possible outcomes.
④ Fluff → Something that is devoid of angst. It's light-hearted and might have the overtone of romance.
⑤ Gen → General fun, things that didn't fit in the other categories.
⑥ Your choice → Think of your own scenario, choose one of the above or make a combo even!

THREE TWO ONE GO.

Comments

[slay]

[ her nose wrinkles in disgust at that first remark, because it brings on a whole slew of other icky things she could bring up but is choosing not to because did he just say chicago? he totally did! which was decidedly not in--norway or greenland or iceland or whichever land this stupid dimension was trying to rip-off with its lame mythology and who cared about the norse anyway? ]

California. Decidedly not "around here," or so I'm beginning to realize. [ she casts a leery glance around, then back at chris. begrudgingly, she rolls her eyes and slips her arms around his shoulders to look at least marginally less threatening, and also to keep their conversation a little less overheard. ] Please tell me it took more than a rollicking viking party with easy girls to convince you to go so totally native.

[screwed]

Well, first of all -- I've been here a very long time. And two -- it's easier to get around here without being targeted if you blend in.

[And we all know how much Christopher likes to tempt fate and try and get himself killed]

[slay]

So your sage advice is that I should start wearing furs and act like a big ho if I want to live. Wow. How modern. [ she can't bite back the sass, hard as she tries. ]

[screwed]

What? No, no, that's not what I'm saying.

[there's a comment from somewhere to Christopher's left that pretty much amounts to the Viking version of "if you can't seal the deal" and Christopher doesn't even look at him, and instead points in his direction]

We're fine, Sven.

[then he gets back to the matter at hand]

Well, the former would probably help, but not the latter.

[sighs]

And I'll have you know that the ladies throw themselves at me, because we're kind of legends around here. In fact, this party is because me and my team just saved their ass, so occasionally women are grateful.

[slay]

[ ugh. the remark earns a sharp glare aside, but she settles in closer to christopher all the same. what were they expecting? him to throw her over his shoulder and drag her back to his tent? it makes things a little close and overly personal for serious talking, but she's trying like a champ to keep from letting it distract her. ] Saved their asses from what, the humiliation of losing the state football championship? [ sorry, chris, that's about all you look capable of. she hesitates to give you the props of saving the world. ]

[screwed]

[There's a pause, before he starts to get up -- slowly enough that she can find her feet and not tumble over. Once she's steady, he'll reach for her arm and lead her towards the back of the camp.

There, with Vikings standing guard, are the corpses of Hetwan being burned.]

From them.

[slay]

Okay, number one, ewwww. Number two, why do vikings need exterminators from Earth? Some raid should do the job.

[screwed]

Does it really look like Raid exists in this universe?

[Think about it, Buffy.]

And it's not just them. There are Sennites with uzis wandering the countryside. The gods don't give a shit about them.

[shrugs]

Someone has to teach them common sense.

[slay]

[ NO BUT IT SHOULD. RAID SHOULD EXIST IN EVERY UNIVERSE. or possibly really big mosquito nets ... ]

I'm pretty sure England thought it was teaching people common sense when it decided to conquer half of Africa and Southeast Asia and force its religion and lifestyle on them. [ she says it in a kind of devil's advocate way, but she's ... still listening. ] What's a Sennite?

[screwed]

Neo Nazis with really big guns.

[slay]

I thought those were anti-sennites. [ or ... semites, buffy. ]

[screwed]

Yes.

[wait. what did she say?]

No.

[ .... well.]

I guess they're kind of both.

[slay]

Okay. Headache officially achieved.

[screwed]

[sighs]

Okay. Starting from the beginning. You're not in Kansas anymore. You're in Everworld, which is ... basically where all the pagan deities ran off to when people decided that Jesus was their homeboy.

[slay]

Guess it's hard out there for a god with no worshippers.

[screwed]

Apparently.

Anyway, they were doing pretty well until this other god showed up who decided that they were the main course. They didn't like that too much.

[slay]

... Eating. You mean there's another god eating pagan gods. Just when you think a hell dimension can't get any grosser.

[screwed]

Yeah, it's ... special. Add to that a psychotic all-powerful witch who decided to add automatic weapons to the mix and things have gone to hell since.

[slay]

I'll elect not to point out the redundancy. [ she looks a little amused at that, but quips about hell dimensions going to hell is just about the only way to cope with the gravity of this situation. war. again. ] Guess that explains a healthy amount of what's going on. Which just leaves the since when are a hell dimension's problems my problem to wonder about.

[screwed]

And you think they were mine?

[he still doesn't get why she's calling it a hell dimension, but it's an accurate description so he won't debate it too much.]

I'm only here because the witch is a manipulative bitch who wanted to make me suffer.

[slay]

You're definitely gonna have to explain that one. Possibly while cooling it on the language.

[screwed]

The witch who stranded me here? My exgirlfriend.

[slay]

Talk about ouch. What'd you do to deserve the alterno-world method of break-up?

[screwed]

She wanted to torture me? Or she wanted people that she knew she could easily manipulate. Never really figured that out.